57 To venerate the simple days Which lead the seasons by, Needs but to remember That from you or I,

MINE enemy is growing old, I have at last revenge. The palate of the hate departs; If any would avenge, Let him be quick, the viand flits,

236 If He dissolve – then – there is… Eclipse – at Midnight – It was dark – before – Sunset – at Easter –

253 You see I cannot see—your lifetim… I must guess— How many times it ache for me—toda… How many times for my far sake

492 Civilization—spurns—the Leopard! Was the Leopard—bold? Deserts—never rebuked her Satin— Ethiop—her Gold—

501 This World is not Conclusion. A Species stands beyond— Invisible, as Music— But positive, as Sound—

308 I send Two Sunsets— Day and I—in competition ran— I finished Two—and several Stars— While He—was making One—

926 Patience—has a quiet Outer— Patience—Look within— Is an Insect’s futile forces Infinites—between—

We play at paste, Till qualified for pearl, Then drop the paste, And deem ourself a fool. The shapes, though, were similar,

Part One: Life LI IT tossed and tossed,— A little brig I knew,— O’ertook by blast,

203 He forgot—and I—remembered— ’Twas an everyday affair— Long ago as Christ and Peter— “Warmed them” at the “Temple fire…

373 I’m saying every day “If I should be a Queen, tomorrow… I’d do this way— And so I deck, a little,